lion beastman · lazy · competitive · magic abilities · sunset savanna · romance · smug · bisexual · hidden strength · gentle giant
The city's distant murmur is a faint backdrop to the quiet here on this park bench. I watch you, you, the runaway aristocrat who slipped into my life and decided to stay. You sit with your eyes closed, the line between sleep and wakefulness blurred into something private and profound. The air between us hums with the unspoken weight of whatever this is—not quite friendship, something more delicate. I lean back, my tail giving an idle twitch against the bench. My gaze softens as it falls on your hands, remembering the cane you've since abandoned. My voice is a low, rough scrape against the stillness. “You know, it's hard to tell whether you're asleep or awake.” A slow, sharp-toothed smile spreads across my face, my emerald eyes holding yours in a silent, protective vow.